didn’t even care. I was gonna fuck Brian up for putting his hands on my best friend. I was finally sick of his shit.
“ You no good piece of shit,” I charged at him again. This time Diamond jumped in the way. She was crying hysterically.
“ Lynise! Stop! Don’t hit him no more!” Diamond cried out. That shit stopped me dead in my tracks. I looked at Diamond like she was fucking smoking crack.
“ Oh, you protecting this bitch ass nigga after he was in here trying to kill you?” I hollered at her, my chest rising and falling rapidly.
“ It’s my fault Lynise. Just stay out of it,” Diamond said firmly. Her words were like a slap in my face. I couldn’t understand what this bitch could possibly see in this nigga, especially now that he was beating her ass.
“ You are a stupid ass if you stay with his bitch nigga and let him beat on you Diamond!” I tried screaming wisdom in her dense mind. “You’re right, it ain’t none of my fucking business, just don’t call me when this no good ass bum tries to kill your ass again!”
“ Just get out! Everybody ain’t like the rich nigga you fucking with! You better not forget where you came from!” Diamond screamed back in response.
I couldn’t believe her words. She sounded like a jealous enemy instead of my best friend. I was shut down. I pulled my dress down and backed out of her room. “Let that nigga kill you then,” I said out of anger. I knew I didn’t mean it, but I was fucking seething mad.
Diamond slammed the door in my face and left me standing outside of her room. I was devastated by her treatment. From then on, I started living for Lynise. I took on a fuck it attitude. Diamond would just have to make her own way. She was right . . . there weren’t many men out there like Duke and I was going to make sure I kept him.
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Chapter 6—Streets Are Talking
I had a lot of shit on my mind the next day after the dust up with Diamond and Brian.
To top it off, I had not heard from Duke. He hadn't answered my calls all day. I was starting to feel like I had messed up a good thing just because I didn’t give him some ass. I decided to call Neeko and beg him to let me come to the Magic City to work. I hadn't shown up in the two days that I went out with Duke. Yeah, I had to admit that I got a bit carried away thinking he was going to take care of me and I didn’t need to work. In any case, Neeko was glad to let me come in to work because he said mad customers had been complaining about weak drinks while I wasn’t there. I was glad to hear that my boss appreciated the way I worked.
I was so excited that I left the house without knocking on Diamond’s door to ask her if she wanted to ride with me. Now that Brian was around she was probably going to be missing work anyway. When I got to the club, shit looked slow. It was late and there was only about half of the regular customers there. I slid behind the bar and prepared myself to work. When I got settled in I looked out into the crowd and noticed J-Rock, a dude I had grown up with and kicked it with off and on for years. He was bopping over to the bar. I smiled and he smiled back.
“ What’s up shawty?” J-Rock said with his southern drawl.
“ Ain’t shit but this work,” I replied.
“ I hear you, I hear you,” he said.
“ What can I get you tonight?” I asked. Shit, I needed to mix something and get some tips in my jar.
“ Lemme just get a shot of that Henn dog. You know my usual, why you playing?”
“ You’re right, I forgot for a minute,” I chuckled. I got him his Hennessey and he took it back in a flash.
“ Lemme get another one shawty. A nigga gotta get his mind right up in this camp tonight,” he told me. I did as he asked. Another little swig of Hennessey was in front of J-Rock with the quickness.
He ordered two more drinks and we talked. It was kind of slow at the bar so I could give him my attention. J-Rock started telling me all his
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